Indigo Eyes preferred warmer rooms like Fornax and Leo, but there was something refreshing about the cold of Pisces. She liked to come here after spending all day on the shores of Leo, letting her skin heat up and dry out-- when she got too hot to spend any more time outside of the water, and cool down next to the waterfall for a while.

It was the best way to spend a day, if you wanted her opinion.

The beach was quiet all day. Usually, it would have been welcome, but this particular day, Indigo found herself disappointed. She'd wished, secretly, that the cat she met had been lurking around again. When she left Leo and went snaking through the tunnels underneath the caves, she found herself hoping that, somehow, the leopard would be in Pisces.

So, when she saw a pale figure standing along the shoreline, she was excited. She surfaced quickly with an inward splash, four-digited hand grasping for the very edge of the lagoon to pull herself up and out of the clear water. She took a breath, and that's not her.

Claws clicked against the wet stone. "You shouldn't stand so close to the water," she said to the gembound who, in hindsight, looked nothing like a little flufly cat. "You might fall in. You don't look like you'd be very good at swimming?"

This last one was a question-- something she'd picked up over time was that, to start a conversation, you had to ask questions. And ask questions she did. "What are you doing here?"

Friendly? Indigo wasn't so sure the meaning of the word. Instead, she pointedly glanced Ember up and down for a moment-- taking note of the amount of fur clinging to his body --and offered, "I won't eat you," as a response instead. She didn't much like the idea of hacking up hairballs later.

She didn't think to offer a name either-- why would she? Instead, the creature spent a moment grasping for the flatter land on rock and pulling herself right up, tail flopping wetly on the cave floor. She stretched, yawned, and lounged very leisurely on the shore, curling her arms up behind her and peering sidelong at Ember.

"Not like me," she responded. "The other ones down there don't really talk, and they're usually smaller." It was fairly sparse down there; Indigo had never actually had a conversation with anyone else from the water. The only time she interacted with anyone at all was during these moments; when she came up to rest and dry off for a while.

The naga shut her eyes absently. "How much have you seen?" she asked in a Very Casual Tone. "Of the caves above the surface?"

It wasn't a question she wondered often-- but it was one that she had considered recently, since meeting Cerilaine. The realization that not everyone knew the same things as her had been fairly recent, and with that came a curiosity for the things she hadn't seen.

As much as she could do it herself, the idea of venturing too far away from the water freaked her out a bit.